Let’s go to the place at the edge of the world
We’ll ride out on the riptide
When I’m the king of Hawaii
I won’t mind when the sun gets in my face
I got a need to relocate
And I brought my magic
So pick me up at my house in one hour

Let’s ride the riptide now
I’ll be the king of Waikiki
Oh Oh Oh Oh

I got a need to relocate
So get out of my way
I got a need to relocate
So get out of my way
The water’s blue and never ending
Post cards that I’ll be sending